Your voice is in both the wind and the water.
It spoke to me those times I was nothing but a lonely daughter.
It's as if the elements partook of your spirit and have carried it with them to this day.
They work hand in hand; water can't make a sound without a moving force behind it.
By moving with air, water forms a voice which can transmit.
Thank you for being there when I had no one, and for helping me carry this weight, which sometimes feels like a metric ton.
You gave me hope and a reason to smile.
Just know if you were to ask me to go an inch, I'd say "of course," and then, for you, go a mile.
If we were to meet today, I know we'd stop and want to stay a while, just the two of us, near the end, yet still so juvenile.
Far past the 'final bend,' just past the ancient sundial.
Time spent there would reveal new depths, and we would tread together in awe.
You would learn that through your voice, your soul I saw, and in your eyes, love so pure, so raw.
You'll learn of the whispers that I spoke, the prayers which I prayed, and take a look as my anguish was gathered, collected, and carefully weighed.
All to be sold as substance in the world's one trade, the price of which, the highest ever paid.
Yeah, for just a taste of the greatest love story ever made!
With plenty of both angels' and devils' efforts on parade.
Living evidence of a plan wonderfully and fearfully made concerning eternal love, which was deeply laid from the beginning of time.
Though it would have to wait 'til the very end in order to be made manifest and to finally shine.
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